I forgot how much i love this simple scene.

Dead Poets Society http://youtu.be/qQtmGcdSDAI 17 INT. ENGLISH CLASSROOM - DAY 17 The junior students--Todd, Neil, Knox, Charlie, Cameron, Meeks and some of the others we've seen--enter. They are loaded down with books and look weary. Sitting in the front of the room, staring out the window is JOHN KEATING, the teacher we glimpsed earlier. He wears a collared shirt, tie, no jacket. The boys take seats and settle in. Keating stares out the window a long time. The students start to shuffle uncomfortably. Finally Keating stands, picks up a yardstick, and begins slowly strolling the aisles. He stops and stares into the face of one of the boys. KEATING (to the blushing boy) Don't be embarrassed. He moves off, then stops in front of Charlie Dalton. KEATING (CONT'D) (as if discovering something known only to himself) Uh-huh (he moves to Todd Anderson) Uh-huh (he moves to Neil Perry) Ha! Keating slaps his free hand with the yardstick, then strides to the front of the room. KEATING (CONT'D) Nimble young minds! He steps up onto the desk, turns and faces the class. KEATING (CONT'D) (energetically) Oh Captain, My Captain. Who knows where that's from? No one raises a hand. KEATING (CONT'D) It was written by a poet named Walt Whitman about Mr. Abraham Lincoln. In this class you may refer to me as either Mr. Keating, or Oh Captain, My Captain. Keating steps down and starts. strolling the aisles. KEATING (CONT'D) So that I become the source of as few rumors as possible, let me tell you that yes, I was a student at this institution many moons ago, and no, at that time I did not possess this charismatic personality. However, should you choose to emulate my manner, it can only help your grade. Pick up a textbook from the back, gentlemen, and let's retire to the honor room. He steps off the desk and walks out. The students sit, not sure what to do, then realize they are to follow him. They quickly gather their books, pick up texts, and follow. 18 INT. THE WELTON OAK PANELED HONOR ROOM - DAY 18 This is the room where the boys waited earlier. The walls are lined with class pictures: dating back into the 1800s. School trophies of every description fill trophy cases and shelves. Keating leads the students in, then faces the class. KEATING Mister... (Keating looks at his roll) Pitts. An unfortunate name. Stand up, Mister Pitts. Pitts stands. KEATING (CONT'D) Open your text, Pitts, to page forty and read for us the first stanza of the poem. Pitts looks through his book. He finds the poem. PITTS To The Virgins to Make Much Of Time? KEATING That's the one. Giggles in the class. Pitts reads. PITTS Gather ye rosebuds while ye may Old time is still a flying And this same flower that smiles today Tomorrow will be dying. KEATING Gather ye rosebuds while ye may. The Latin term for that sentiment is "Carpe Diem." Anyone know what that means? MEEKS Carpe Diem... seize the day. KEATING Very good, Mr._? MEEKS Meeks. KEATING Seize the day while you're young, see that you make use of your time. Why does the poet write these lines? A STUDENT Because he's in a hurry? KEATING Because we're food for worms, lads! Because we're only going to experience a limited number of springs, summers, and falls. One day, hard as it is to believe, each and every one of us is going to stop breathing, turn cold, and die! Stand up and peruse the faces of the boys who attended this school sixty or seventy years ago. Don't be timid, go look at them. The boys get up. Todd, Neil, Knox, Meeks, etc. go over to the class pictures that line the honor room walls. ANGLES ON VARIOUS PICTURES ON THE WALLS. Faces of young men stare at us from out of the past. KEATING They're not that different than any of you, are they? There's hope in their eyes, just like in yours. They believe themselves destined for wonderful things, just like many of you. Well, where are those smiles now, boys? What of that hope? THE BOYS are staring at the pictures, sobered by what Keating is saying. KEATING (CONT'D) Did most of them not wait until it was too late before making their lives into even one iota of what they were capable? In chasing the almighty deity of success did they not squander their boyhood dreams? Most of those gentlemen are fertilizing daffodils! However, if you get very close, boys, you can hear them whisper. Go ahead, lean in. near it? (loud whisper) 'Carpe Diem, lads. Seize the day. Make your lives extraordinary. - Todd, Neil, Knox, Charlie, Cameron, Meeks, Pitts all stare into the pictures on the wall. All are lost in thought.

Great suggestion. This was the first movie that came to mind when I thought of "Teacher-Student." As a 14-year old boy in back in 1984 I was very much part of the target audience of this movie. I don't think Palumbo was being a moron when he said that, though. It would have delivered a stronger message had Daniel-san lost the fight at the end. Rocky lost his fight in the first film and they went on to make financially successful sequels nevertheless.

Slowly, the X-wing's nose begins to rise above the water. It hovers for a moment and then slides back, disappearing once again. LUKE (panting heavily) I can't. It's too big. YODA Size matters not. Look at me. Judge me by my size, do you? Hm? Mmmm. Luke shakes his head. YODA And well you should not. For my ally in the Force. And a powerful ally it is. Life creates it, makes it grow. Its energy surrounds us and binds us. Luminous beings are we... (Yoda pinches Luke's shoulder) ... not this crude matter. (a sweeping gesture) You must feel the Force around you. (gesturing) Here, between you... me... the tree... the rock... everywhere! Yes, even between this land and that ship! LUKE (discouraged) You want the impossible. Quietly Yoda turns toward the X-wing fighter. With his eyes closed and his head bowed, he raises his arm and points at the ship. Soon, the fighter rises above the water and moves forward as Artoo beeps in terror and scoots away. The entire X-wing moves majestically, surely, toward the shore. Yoda stands on a tree root and guides the fighter carefully down toward the beach. Luke stares in astonishment as the fighter settles down onto the shore. He walks toward Yoda. LUKE I don't... I don't believe it. YODA That is why you fail. Luke shakes his head, bewildered. Slowly, the X-wing's nose begins to rise above the water. It hovers for a moment and then slides back, disappearing once again. LUKE (panting heavily) I can't. It's too big. YODA Size matters not. Look at me. Judge me by my size, do you? Hm? Mmmm. Luke shakes his head. YODA And well you should not. For my ally in the Force. And a powerful ally it is. Life creates it, makes it grow. Its energy surrounds us and binds us. Luminous beings are we... (Yoda pinches Luke's shoulder) ... not this crude matter. (a sweeping gesture) You must feel the Force around you. (gesturing) Here, between you... me... the tree... the rock... everywhere! Yes, even between this land and that ship! LUKE (discouraged) You want the impossible. Quietly Yoda turns toward the X-wing fighter. With his eyes closed and his head bowed, he raises his arm and points at the ship. Soon, the fighter rises above the water and moves forward as Artoo beeps in terror and scoots away. The entire X-wing moves majestically, surely, toward the shore. Yoda stands on a tree root and guides the fighter carefully down toward the beach. Luke stares in astonishment as the fighter settles down onto the shore. He walks toward Yoda. LUKE I don't... I don't believe it. YODA That is why you fail. Luke shakes his head, bewildered. http://youtu.be/HMUKGTkiWik